Indian Couple’s Loving Threesome

Now Anil described in greater details their sexual acts, foreplays and body parts, positions etc. It was very erotic and romantic and soon Neena became so absorbed and excited that she forgot about her previous reservations.

Whilst narrating about the encounter, Anil further elaborated about the couple's sexual foreplays with Anil's friend Samir and how the husband gradually uncovered his wife's breasts in front of Samir. Anil tried to demonstrate this by pushing his fingers under Neena's blouse and pulling it up slightly. I saw that as a consequence, Neena was alarmed and I felt that she might resort to some impulsive negative action.

Sensing problem, I immediately, caught hold of my wife by shoulder and started kissing her fully on the lips. I told both Anil and Neena, "Hearing such an erotic story, I am unable to control myself." Neena was also sufficiently charged and started responding and kissing me back passionately. I noticed that she did not realize or care that Anil was watching. She also did not push Anil's hand away from her blouse. However, due to the act of my pulling her in my direction and turning her on my side to kiss her on the mouth, Anil's hand slipped inside her blouse and his fingers were then touching the rib cage of my wife's back and may be touching the hook of my wife's bra straps.

Neena looked back at Anil whilst I was kissing her. (May be he had dug his fingers in her back!) Anil was watching us from behind. He was looking so helpless, lonely! His passionate love story of husband, wife and an affectionate friend had a powerful impact on all of us including Anil. Looking at Anil's such condition and at the same time knowing that I would not mind it, after I finished the kiss, Neena turned to face Anil and affectionately pulled Anil's head and rested it on her shoulders and kept combing his hair with her fingers.

Anil was in cloud number nine. He could not control himself; dropped his head from Neena's shoulders to her chest and was almost in her lap. His face was now touching Neena's thighs and breasts and his hands were playing with Neena's legs. Pressing closer to my wife, he pushed his head between Neena's breasts. The electric shock of him touching her breasts, even if, through the fabric, was like a thunderbolt for both Neena and Anil. Anil always fancied my wife's breasts. He was going crazy. I saw Neena's angry expression on her face. She was showing feeling of discomfort and I saw that she was about to push Anil's head away and explode in anger.

Suddenly there was some loud bang and commotion a little distance away from our car. It seemed that on the road, a truck had hit pavement. The trance was broken. Quickly recovering from the influence of Anil's story, Neena suggested that we should all have something to eat and then proceed to the poet's assembly.

Hearing this, Anil brought out a bottle of whisky and poured three glasses from it. Neena is hardly a drinker and declined the offer. However, I was insistent. I reminded her that she had agreed to drink a little, if we went out and had good time. She agreed with a condition that we would not ask her to drink more. However, the first rather generous peg given to Neena by Anil and some spicy talk whilst drinking whisky; had an enthusing effect on her. Her mood flourished and the earlier anxiety was replaced by casual mood. She declared that as soon as we finished, we would go to the assembly and if the program is not interesting we would come back here and would ask Anil to finish the story.

The assembly program was hilarious. There were blaring loud speakers all round. The poets, one after another, rendered hilarious poetry making fun of people from all walks of life from poets to politicians and chiding and mimicking them. We heard the program sitting in the car at a distance from the crowd. All three of us laughed and were in very jovial and relaxed mood.

I would like to remind readers that Neena was still sandwiched between two of us and was now quite free of the initial inhibition. I had my right hand on her left thigh and took her left hand and placed it on my right thigh. I noticed that Anil was now easily holding her hands, pressing her thighs under some pretext of enjoying the jokes and poetry and was mildly pulling Neena in his direction. During the program I pulled Neena to my side some times and several times Anil pulled Neena to his side and made her place her right hand on his thighs.

Now one of her hands almost always rested on Anil's thighs. In the dark, I was unable to see exact location of her hands, I was not sure, but suspected that Anil had once or twice placed her hands on his pant where, there was a bulge. Perhaps she might have withdrawn her hands then, but certainly she did not show any sign, protest or create any fuss.

At about midnight, I suggested that we should go out and have popcorn or something. Anil brought out his bottle once again and proposed that before we go out, all of us must have one round of drinks. Neena, surprisingly agreed without any persuasion. We had another round of one drink.

All of us were now very relaxed and had greatly shed our inhibitions. Neena was very bubbly and talked about many things including the poetry rendered. Anil was always appreciating and agreeing with her, pepping her up, supporting whatever she said all the time and gaining her quick acceptance and appreciation. It was ok with me. I wanted her to relax completely and enjoy the evening with the two of us fully. I knew that, as a house wife, she has to undergo so many social, financial, physical and psychological tensions and problems in her day to day life. Dealing with house hold chores, children, in-laws and others is a tough task.

I suggested why not we go out of the assembly to some place and continue the talk, which we left incomplete. All agreed. Anil said "why not we go to my house. There is no body in the house and in any case, you have already told your parents that you would return only the next morning." Neena also agreed and said, "It is better to go to Anil's house than parking the car in some corner sitting in such a small space and inviting unnecessary attention. At least that way we can relax and freshen up there."

We reached Anil's house soon.

As soon as we reached Anil's house, I took Neena in my arms and we fell on bed in the bedroom. Anil said he wanted to freshen up and change and went to the bathroom. After some time he emerged wearing a towel. Neena looked at Anil half undressed for the first time. She was watching with interest his hairy chest, tall structure, well built muscles and arms, broad shoulders, slim waist and shapely hips. I could see from her expression that she was impressed.

He then fished out night dress from his wardrobe and put on Kurta on top and Lungi (wrap around waist cloth, people in South India wear like a towel) at the bottom in our presence. We could see that he had nothing underneath. That was Ok, because we also in our night dress only wore the outers and nothing underneath.

Anil asked me: "Why don't you put on a spare night dress from my wardrobe." I said, "Why not?" So I also put on a similar night dress from Anil's wardrobe. Whilst we both changed in her presence,

Neena was standing and watching both of us with great deal of interest. After having changed into more comfortable dresses, both I and Anil sat closely together on the bed. As I mentioned earlier, Anil and I are very close friends and have no inhibitions. I invited Neena to join us on the bed. She complied with a trace of hesitation. We lay down on the bed. Whilst my wife was in my arm on one side, Anil was on my other arm. One of the poets, in the program we attended a little while ago, had greatly highlighted about gender equality. This had impressed Neena very much. Recalling this, Neena got up from the bed and looking at Anil and me, said "I was impressed with the narration on Women Empowerment by one of the poets. Today's women are no less than men."

Anil agreed instantly. However, I had an argument that this is not possible. Men and women were physically and emotionally different and women cannot match men in all respects. The dispute became rather hot and at one point Anil also said that his impression was that women were generally conservative and failed to match men in freedom, openness and enthusiasm.

Neena vehemently denied this. She said, "Women can match men in all ways and are as open minded as men. It is only because of men's narrow mindedness that women have to act thus."

I asked Neena, "If you are so sure, could you do whatever we did or asked?"

Neena strongly affirmed that she could do anything without any reservation. At that point, changing the subject, Anil said, "Why not you guys freshen up and Neena can wear night gown of Anita, so she could also relax?" He went to his wife's wardrobe and selected a night gown for Neena to wear that night. It was very sexy and almost see-through kind of night gown, selected by Anil.

Excited by the heat generated on the topic of women empowerment; Neena did not see the gown carefully, I thought. With the gown in her hand, Neena was now ready to go to washroom to freshen up and change.

I challenged Neena saying, "Why should you go to the bath room to change. We men are changing in this room so why not you? Can you not change in our presence? Do you have the courage?"

Neena was puzzled. Partly due to effect of booze and partly due to challenge in our voices, she said, "I accept the challenge I am not afraid to change in your presence." I offered to help her. I said, "We shall help you undress."

Looking at my wife's raised eyebrows; Anil condemned the proposal and said, "Raj, what nonsense are you talking? We should respect a lady's modesty. Look, I would go out, so she can change without hesitation."

This statement from Anil took Neena completely by surprise; as she was expecting that Anil will push her to change whilst he is watching her. This greatly increased Neena's respect and esteem for Anil. She looked at Anil approvingly and said "Anil knows chivalry. He knows how to treat a lady". Looking at me she said with somewhat mock contempt, "You are a slob".

Whilst Anil left the room, Neena came out of her saree and put on the night gown, removing her petticoat, panty, blouse and bra folding them nicely on a distant table. Her naked figure and body out line was clearly visible in the night against lights through the almost transparent night gown. Maybe in the confusion and excitement she did not notice the transparency of the gown or maybe she did notice but ignored it, I could not be sure.

Anil knocked before he came in. By that time, Neena had got into nothing but the thin night gown of Anil's wife Anita.

She was now overwhelmed by Anil's graceful behavior. She welcomed Anil and thanked him by a gentle nod of her head and through a flicker of her eyes. Anil was watching with great deal of appreciation; my wife in the flimsy night gown. Neena, not realizing the flimsiness of the gown, however, seemed to like the look of appreciation on Anil's face.

Anil then sat down on the bed and offered Neena a place in bed next to him; I was sitting on the chair close to the bed. My lovely wife, without any hesitation, went and sat by Anil's side. In her eyes Anil had scored some important points.

Anil invited me to join them. I got up and jumped on top of Neena. Neena was very upset at my behavior. She sat up and started expressing her anger strongly, saying, "Raj, behave yourself. Have you got drunk? Have you forgotten decent behavior?" Anil interrupted and apologized to her on my behalf. Anil admonished me, saying, "Raj, behave yourself. You need to learn how you should behave with a lady." I barely controlled my laughter. However, Neena was pleased by Anil's gentlemanly behavior. She told me, "Raj, please learn some things from Anil; how a gentleman should behave."

Now Neena found an additional reason to be more favorable to Anil and felt more comfortable with him. Anil lay down on the bed spreading his arms on both sides. Neena slid towards him and rested her head on one of Anil's arms. Anil was now between me and Neena, all lay close together.

Experiencing mine and Neena's such closeness to him physically and emotionally, suddenly Anil became very sentimental and said, "Raj and Neena; I want to tell you something, which I have not even told my wife and parents."

He started narrating of severe tension he was undergoing those days regarding his job in the company, where he was working. He talked of problem he was having with his boss. His boss was very crooked and was envious of Anil's performance. His boss was very powerful in his company and the management always listened to him. They had a very heated exchange of words three days ago, when the boss threatened of firing him. It looked to Anil that he might lose his job. Anil was extremely upset since then, to this day and said he is under extreme tension.

We knew that Anil's parents also depended upon Anil's income and if he lost his job, it would be disastrous for Anil. He was quite unnerved by the prospect and started crying. The mood in the bedroom changed completely. He had tears flooding his eyes. He was very attached to his parents and did not know what he should do. He had not told any of his relatives, including his wife about this.

Instinctively, Neena sat up and pulled Anil in an embrace, trying to console him; patting him on his back. I was also moved in sympathy and told Anil, "Hey, calm down. Nothing will happen and everything will be alright. These things happen." I and Neena both told him that he should not worry and that we were with him. If it became necessary, we would help him in all respects including financially.

Neena said, "Look Anil, firstly just because of this altercation with your boss, you need not worry so much. In the worst scenario, (she pointed at me), Raj through his influence in the industry, will get you a job, if that became necessary. There are some positions available in his company and without a break you will have a job, if it comes to that." I said, "Anil, your job is guaranteed, should something happen. My company's director told me a week back that he was looking for some experienced technical guys in the industry and in my opinion, he would jump at the prospect of having you in the company."

Anil was very emotional. He said, "You two are indeed my source of strength. I have nowhere else to go." Saying this, he pulled me also by his side and placed his head on my chest. Now I was between Anil and Neena. Both Anil and Neena were almost on top of me. All of us were in a close huddle hug like they do it in football, rugby or cricket, before the game starts. It was emotionally surcharged situation. Anil was so upset that I suggested that he should go to washroom and freshen up.

Anil got up and whilst he was away, I saw Neena. She was almost in tears. I pulled her in my lap. She was very emotional and told me, "Poor chap; it would be tragic, if he lost his job. I am so much worried about him. He is undergoing so much of tension alone and cannot tell his family unless something actually happens."

I told her, "Of course, he is under tremendous tension and he is absorbing it all by himself. I feel that at this stage, we should try to pacify and comfort him. I think we should do whatever is required to make him forget his problems for the time being. Now even his wife is away. In times of such distress, a woman only can easily calm down a man's anxiety by offering her physical love and affection. Neena, I think you need to be slightly pro-active. At this point, you may have to show some physical affection to Anil."

She said, "But am I not already doing it? Of course, I am totally in agreement with you that Anil is shattered and needs love and affection. But is it alright to show love and physical affection to him? I hope things will not go over board? Will you not mind?"

I said, "Look, do you love me far beyond any other person or not? Today, we need to support him as friends emotionally through physical affection, as he is fighting this all alone. Surely, you are not afraid of any emotional attachment with him." To which, Neena said, "Raj, you know me better than that."

Soon Anil returned after washing his face. We again lay down on the bed all very close together. Neena now sandwiched between me and Anil.

Instinctively Neena sat up, pulled Anil first in a tight embrace, then placed his head on her bosom and then rested it gradually in her lap and started combing his hair with her fingers; like a mother. I knew that when she gets emotional and affectionate towards anyone, she has this habit.

Anil was agitated and excited by the touch of Neena's full breasts and her body. There was practically no gap between his mouth and her breasts. After some affectionate hair combing of Anil, in her lap, Neena stretched on the bed placing her head on a pillow and at the same time pulling me and Anil with her. She asked Anil partially looking in my direction, "Anil, Why don't you continue your earlier experience story, where you left off. Or tell us another one." Anil said, "Neena, I am sorry, but I am not in the mood right now."

I told Anil, "Look Anil, forget your problems for the time being. Let us all three celebrate our love and affection and this friendship and this festival of holi."

Saying this, I pulled both Neena and Anil on my side and kissed Neena full on her lips. Anil also joined us in the kiss. He pushed his mouth between ours. I moved away on my side and let him kiss Neena. Whilst continuing kissing Neena; Anil moved down on the bed with Neena. She was so excited, aroused, embarrassed and confused all at the same time.

She remembered our understanding of offering physical affection to Anil. She did not respond to his kissing initially and pretended to resist mildly but then gave in. In the process, she had to turn to his side. I was so ecstatic. This was the first time, I saw my dear wife, not responding violently to advances of anyone except me.

I instinctively slid from behind and compressed Neena between Anil and me. Anil was at the end of the bed with his back touching a wall. I pushed her right into a tight embrace with Anil, whilst I was getting a huge erection and was certainly making her feel my hard-on erection on her buttocks. Having been pushed so tight between me and Anil, Neena could barely breathe and could not help but to get engaged in an intense embrace with Anil.

Looking behind, seeing me press her into Anil, Neena got encouraged and now Neena also started responding to Anil with fierce kissing. We all lay down; one by the side of another with Neena in the middle facing Anil with her back to me. As I could not see from behind her back, I raised my head off the pillow and saw Anil shoving his tongue deep into Neena's mouth and rotating it with great aplomb and then after some hesitation, Neena also doing the same.

Anil's hands circled Neena's head and pushed Neena's mouth into him and now Neena also doing the same. I had such a hard on and was so erect and aroused that I was almost on the verge of cumming. Feeling my very hard and stiff erection on her ass, Neena could not control her blushing and laughing with some embarrassment, whilst engaged in tight embrace and kiss with Anil.

Anil was surprised and asked Neena, "What is the matter, why are you laughing?" Shyly Neena told Anil, "My husband is pushing me so much from behind and I am feeling a strong thrust from his shaft on my behind! He is unable to control himself. I was just thinking about that."

I was amazed to hear the word "shaft" from my wife. This was the first occasion, when she spoke openly of any secret part of human anatomy, especially to anyone other than me.